Come in the Sack of Life

by Rajesh kumari
(Dehradun, India)

The fragrance of flourished garden
are around you,
why are you waiting for autumn?
your cup is filled with nectar
why are you waiting for poison?
my greetings are always at your door,
why did you let in disaster at your floor?
for the sake of G-d,take a quick sneak
from the shadow of dark and bleak.
give up the edge of your sharp knife,
come in the sack of life.